Episode 28: Ji Eun-hwi Leaves a Mark
Episode 28: Ji Eun-hwi Leaves a Mark
28 — Ji Eunhwi Leaves a Mark
"Pwah... haa, haa."
"Should we finish this at home?"
I asked, smoothing her hair, which had gotten mussed from all the kissing. Nuna nodded.
I stood, scooped her up in my arms, and set her on the small sofa — much like when I'd unfolded the bed — then straightened up the room.
While I tidied, I glanced at her.
Nuna was still under the blanket, catching her breath, her eyes a little dazed.
"Shall we go?"
I took her hand to leave, but Nuna didn't get up.
"Nuna?"
"Sijun-ah."
"Yeah."
Nuna called my name and just looked up at me, silent.
She seemed to have something she wanted to say, so I stood there and waited.
"Nuna?"
Slowly, Nuna pulled me toward her by my waist and wrapped her arms around me.
"Department Manager."
"Yes. I mean, Nuna — Professor."
The sudden switch in address threw me off, but I think I recovered appropriately.
Nuna looked up at me again, gave me a quiet glance, then slipped her hand into my waistband.
"Huh? Professor—"
"Shh. Stay still, Department Manager."
She'd mentioned recently that she'd been reading web novels. Judging by this, Sieun-nuna had been right — she'd been reading some explicit ones.
Nuna unbuckled my belt and, in a heartbeat, yanked my underwear down too.
"I'll make your cock feel good, Department Manager."
"What did you read this time, seriously?"
"Shh! You have to speak formally to your Professor."
"Ah, yes, Professor."
I'm not even an actor, and here I was getting scolded for not staying in character.
"Haa... the smell of the Department Manager's cock."
Nuna pressed her nose between my shaft and balls and sniffed. Not out — in. And even that was intensely arousing.
"Did you get excited while kissing me?"
Still sniffing, she traced the tip of my glans with a slender finger.
I couldn't tell if I'd gotten worked up while kissing her, as she suggested, or just now. Either way, a fine thread stretched between her fingers.
"Smack!"
Nuna glanced up at me, her expression entirely lewd, then put her finger in her mouth and sucked it lightly before showing it to me again.
"How about it? Would you like to try the Professor's mouth-pussy?"
Nuna lapped the tip of my cock with her tongue.
"Ha... fuck."
"You can use me however you want."
She guided my hand to her head, opened her mouth, and held it right in front of my cock.
I didn't hold back. I pulled her head forward and stepped closer.
"Glk!"
I went all the way to the back of her throat and she gagged, but she didn't spit it out.
"Hoo... the Professor's mouth is so warm."
I wasn't sure if that was the right line, but it came from some half-remembered porn novel I'd read when I was young.
"Schlrp, shlurp... id's yoursh alon, Debartment Manajer."
"Gag, shlurp, glrrk♥."
I kept a light grip on Nuna's head and rocked my hips. After all, this wasn't home.
"Glrrk♥! Grlp, glrrrrk."
But Nuna wasn't satisfied. With my cock still lodged in her mouth, she looked up at me, grabbed my hips, and pulled me even closer, taking me deeper.
"Glrrk! Phlrrlp."
I couldn't hold back any longer. I used my hips and my hands together.
"Gag! Glrk! Shlurp! Glrrrrk! Pwah!"
I kept moving, then thrust deep to control Nuna's breath for a moment. When her eyes grew wet, I pulled out sharply.
"Cough! Cough! Hack, koff!!"
"Professor, I haven't finished yet."
"Shlrp, shp, shloop, shlurp."
Without waiting for a reply, Nuna tightened her lips and gave me everything she had.
"Nghh!"
In the midst of it, her tongue wrapped softly around me, and when my cock slipped from her mouth, she gave the tip a quick, teasing prod.
"Where did you learn that, Professor?"
"Pwah~ From a close dongsaeng, a mean boyfriend."
"I happen to know that guy well, and he's not the type to do that."
She was trying to pin it on me, so I countered immediately.
"My boyfriend's a pervert who loves this stuff, so I did some research."
"Should've known the Professor would love researching."
"Of course. That's why the Department Manager enjoys it so much, isn't it?"
After that little back-and-forth, Nuna took me into her mouth again.
"Shlurp, glrk, grrrrl."
She used her mouth and her hand together, and the feeling of cumming built quickly.
"Professor—!"
"Cum. Do it."
With my cock still in her mouth, she sucked the glans and worked it with her tongue, trying to milk the semen out with her hand.
Sprrrrt, spurt, splsssh.
"Mmmpf!!!"
I didn't cum from deep in her throat, so there was no gurgling sound. But a strong spurt must have hit the back of her throat — her body flinched.
"Smack, mwah, mwah. Pwah~ Thanks for the meal~"
Even after I finished, Nuna didn't let me leave her mouth. She sucked up every last drop, then smiled brightly and greeted me.
"Seriously..."
I used the tissues and wet wipes on the table to clean up around Nuna's mouth, then sat back down on the sofa.
"Haa. I'm stuffed."
"Nuna, what am I supposed to do about this?"
As I started to wipe myself down with a wet wipe, I pointed to the lipstick marks that still dotted my skin.
"It's a mark. Means you're mine~."
Nuna pointed a slender finger at me, then at herself, as she spoke.
While I tidied up the office, Nuna said she was going to the restroom to freshen up.
"Hmm... smells a bit..."
I opened the blinds, cracked the window, and sprayed air freshener to kill the smell.
"Sijun-ah."
"Yeah?"
When Nuna came back from the restroom, her expression was clearly different from moments before. She looked strangely refreshed.
"Wrap up your work and come home, got it? Mwah! Mwah!"
She gave me light kisses on the mouth, then spun around and vanished.
"What the..."
She must have used mouthwash. A cool sensation lingered on my lips.
After Nuna left, I sat there feeling the coolness on my lips until I came to my senses and focused on work.
"Huh?"
Until I actually started working, I'd been a little bummed that we hadn't gone all the way. But things went more smoothly than I expected.
In a good mood, I packed up and headed out of the office to go home — and collided with someone.
"Oh, sorry."
"Ow-ow-ow..."
"Sorry, Haru-ssi. I came out too fast."
"No, it's fine. I was here to see you, Manager, so..."
"To see me?"
"Yes..."
"If it's something important, we can come in—"
I naturally started to guide Park Haru back into the office, but the scent of night-blooming flowers crossed my mind, so I closed the door again.
"Can we talk while we walk?"
"Ah, yes!"
On the way to the parking lot, Park Haru didn't say a word.
Beep!
Only when the car unlocked with its chirp did Park Haru finally open her mouth.
"Um... Manager..."
"Yes. If it's something important or secret, do you want to go back to the office? Or... talk in the car for a moment?"
The fact that she hadn't spoken on the way to the parking lot made me wonder if it was something other people shouldn't overhear.
"Well... in the car..."
"Sure."
I opened the passenger door, let her in, and walked around to the driver's side.
"Put your seatbelt on."
"Huh?"
"If you're going somewhere, I'll give you a ride. We can talk on the way."
"Ah, yes. My house..."
My car isn't heavily tinted, so if the two of us just sat in the parking lot talking, someone was likely to see.
Especially on the last day of classes like today, a lot of outsiders come around. We had to be careful.
I followed the navigation Park Haru set and drove slowly. Only after some time had passed did she finally speak up.
"Um, Manager."
"Yes, Haru-ssi."
"Are we... dating?"
"Excuse me?"
The sudden question caught me so off guard that I nearly slammed on the brakes.
"I like you, Manager."
All that hesitation — I guess this was where she was going with it.
"That... I..."
"I know. That you have a girlfriend."
"Gah!"
This time I really did hit the brake. Fortunately, this car didn't come cheap. For a sudden stop, it was surprisingly smooth.
"What?"
"You're seeing Eunhwi sunbae — I mean, Professor Eunhwi, aren't you?"
"...Yes... well..."
As I've said before, we aren't exactly hiding it, but we aren't flaunting it either. There's my relationship with Sieun-nuna, and since Eunhwi-nuna is an actress, public exposure wouldn't do us any favors.
The fact that I'm a civilian is another reason both Sieun-nuna and Eunhwi-nuna are more careful. The people of South Korea — especially reporters and netizens — are formidable. They'd have my personal information in no time.
"Eunhwi sunbae told me."
"Nyeh??"
A bizarre noise escaped my mouth. I turned my head to look at Park Haru. If we hadn't been stopped at a red light, it could've been a serious accident.
"I was agonizing over whether to tell you, but Eunhwi sunbae said that you two share pretty much everything. So I figured I should just tell you too."
"Uh... right. Share. Yes..."
'This is the first I'm hearing about that, though...'
Earlier today, even when Eunhwi-nuna and I had our intense moment, she hadn't said anything like that. No hint of it whatsoever.
"She even cheered me on."
"..."
"At first, I thought about giving up. Because it's Eunhwi sunbae."
The navigation announced we had arrived, but Park Haru showed no sign of getting out of the car.
"But I can't."
"Can't... what?"
"I like you, Manager... no, I think I love you."
This was deeply bewildering. Park Haru and I haven't had much contact. She started working for me in the second semester last year, so even at the most generous estimate, it's barely been a year.
If we'd seen each other every day for a year, maybe. But it was barely two or three times a month, if that. Only this year had we started having more contact.
"Um... Haru-ssi, first... thank you. For finding the courage."
"Yeah..."
"But, I'm not sure about... If you said it was a crush, maybe. But suddenly, love is..."
When I finished speaking, the only sound inside the car was the hum of the air conditioner.
After a long moment, Park Haru took a deep breath and broke the silence.
"Love... yeah, that might be a little soon. Then let's get to know each other slowly."
"That much is... but are you really okay with this?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like you said, I have a girlfriend. So why..."
"I want to get to know you, including all of that, while we date. But if you tell me you don't want to, Manager, I won't do it."
"..."
"I'll stop here for today. Honestly, I'm so nervous that if we talk any more, I think I'll die. Goodbye — I mean, please go safely."
With that, Park Haru slipped out of the car and dashed toward her house.
"Hah... good grief..."